Olive At The Opera
8:10 am bllleventh octhobirth plenty25 slatherday and all's well, uh, I'm here.
I've been enjoying making lil digi drawings n comix these days, as seen in this post. I get a lot of joy creating these lil things, thas fer sure. and very much tapped into my personal history of art, film, media, tv, design, ads, novelties, high n low culture, Pop Art, underground everything n le avant garde anything going waay back to bein a lil kid growing up in West LA, circa late 60s, 70s, 80s, mid 90s. then my art school days at SFAI with some New York Art World shtuff spread all around.
9:22 am feel like wa-riteeeng . . maybe a drabble . . er maybe just over a drabble
Art School Riot
We took the u outta us ripped the bau off the door kicked the shins to the lights and went ha! Le consommé consumed my white sticky leather tie plastered the plaster up the walls till someone heard a match then we ran or. I ran. well. more like a dance. Serious, I canned an egg on the floor n sold it for, uh. whogivesafuck. Someone pantsed their fav teacher cuz she was the only one she didn't fuck. Bags hags sags saga. Tits on fire or maybe a dick signed Pricasso. Godard's Weekend burnt while screening. Leigh Bowery beat us at basketball, naked. If only this was LA.
7:55 am moonday ooct firfteentht 20 oi vey
joost anoothuh tragic moonday, wishi wooz gloomdaaaay, cooz thahs me foondaaay
etcetc
hmpf.
a story.
The Bluuwindy Bluuin That Bluu Out My Ego
Thay Bluuwindy Bluuin blew ow me ego, nut wunce bay tawice. An ii sure is stinks.
II drago allovu thay lawn. II drago allovu thees hedges. II tooo thay ego an made ii eeety eatwood eentoo mincemeat pie, wha ava thayit eez. Alm shuer eyoo do now.
II flounced thay ittywiddy ego oop an dowen they barn doru, ifin we aver had wun. Now wee uh doo. Ah soup pose. Ammm . . iss ovu thayr oon by thay udder doru.
Emmmm, less joost say tha um thee ego isht mooch smalla now, seens that Bluuwindy Bluuin baloon't in hair. Oopf! Wad o drag.
Meanwhily, ma ego isht, aimmmm, uh, no so lovely.
Ma ego issa boy golly desiminated disapeer ants-like. Eyaya. Thay, ass in me inne, essa loike ants. Wee iddybiddykadiddy oh uh ants. Weech, uh, zuckz. Eet zuckz ants. Ugh.
Ama half rightmindo to give El Bluuey a goo talkin tew. Tha isht, ef II coo pool oop me trowzers bah thay boostraps, bu.
Bu . .
Bu weet no mooch o a ego, emmm . .
no trowzers no boostraps no nuttin
boot ahh
boot ahh
boot ahhh
hmph
No a'nuttin boot Bluuwindy Bluuin.
zuckz.
el la Bluuwindy Bluuin aay balooin may azz ego, aimm, goo by. wronk wronk
2:18 am tooz oct-th 14 teeth 20 teeth 20 hives anxiety dream where I was being shown around an office as an invitee to some presentation or function and I had to go to the bathroom, yup, deficate and none of the bathrooms would lock. hilarious.
E D Lessing, Toilet Humor, 2025